Sideroad Superstition

Written By Lauren Newton Art

Sideroad Superstition

W&L Creative Writing

2019

I drive by the graveyard, 30 seconds without breath

as you gasp in giggles, eyes broad with giddy fear.

My family sat in black six years ago in a small, dark room

holding a ceramic urn. I didn’t feel her there.

Where do spirits go, if not into our breathing bodies?

Go ahead, inhale. Steal them from the wind.

Lauren Newton Art

I am an artist, writer, and successful business owner that brings creative solutions to strategy roles. Having sold over 650 commissions, from photorealist portraits to abstract designs, I have a track record of combining artistic expression with business acumen. I bring high communication skills and attention to detail to the table and thrive managing multiple deadlines.

https://www.laurenewtonart.com
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